rabbit traps 
electronic trash

don't worry, baby
the basement is full and set

i'll send you a place
you'll never grow old

and we'll have some fun

i wish i was the gun
i wanna be the gun

sending love 
through radio waves

hold the rifle, baby
skin the animal

the body still warm
dead on arrival

all the blood's dry

i wish i was the knife
i wanna be the knife

building things out of dust
you look so cool

i know there is an itch
i'm not supposed to scratch

don't be a little bitch
you gotta suck the oyster

to reveal the pearl

i wish i was the girl
i wanna be your girl

i'm the prettiest girl in the street
so why you treat me so mean?

heard my sweetest melodies
kissed me like you really meant it

irreversible to me 
same floor, but different building 

i'm the coolest girl in town 
so why you bring me down?

you turned me into
an ocean
within an ocean
within an ocean

injected poison all over me
like a fucking disease

vomit on the floor you close the door
the taste of my love was never same

blooming flower raped inside a tower 
cleaning up her dirty little mess 

wishing she had 
her virginity back 

you turned me into
an ocean
within an ocean
within an ocean

OCEAN

the river
flows restlessly

like the tears
on my cheek

but my baby's got a gun                     
he's gonna fuck you up 

the grass
is dead and barren

like myself 
still he loves me 

and hates everybody else
so better watch yourself

ripping the seams make the cut worse
but the wound is where the light enters
hard to stop once you get the taste

get me rid of my death wish
buried in this land i feel fruitless
juice me up and remember the taste

the trees
are dry and weary

the pastries
full of berries

baking all day 
to take my pain away

the sun
glows all over me

and my pale pink
sewing machine 

another pretty dress
that i'm gonna tear 

ripping the seams make the cut worse
but the wound is where the light enters
hard to stop once you get the taste

get me rid of my death wish
buried in this land i feel fruitless
juice me up and remember the taste

FRUITLESS

vines grow where the stage used to be 
metal melted like icing on concrete

it's all over now
just holy peace

i'm not afraid of dying
i'm afraid i'll live too long

it's all over now
a choir with no song

i don't wanna feel
like i feel no more

i wanna go
to the days we were always stoned

go back
to the parties we used to have

camel cigarettes
baking youtube shows

again

wanna be 24
just before  

everything we had
started walking out the door

i wanna feel
like something real

again

i wanna go
where life passed too slow 

wanna be back 
playing sythesizers on your bed 

driving just to play
and to hold your hand 

again

wanna be 25
before i realize

everything was fine
still i just wanted to die

i wanna feel
like something real

again

OCEAN

THE VIRTUAL RITUAL

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